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Manchmal sieht es so aus, als sei es überstanden.Manchmal fühlt es sich an, als ob jemand die Strasse wieder verlängert hätte, kurz vor dem Ende...I´d be dead, but by Gods grace...Drive on....
Ich weiss nur das der zweite Johnny Cash Text für heute abend die Linderung bringt.

I dont want no aggravation
When my train has left the station
If youre there or not,
I may not even know
Have a round and remember
Things we did that weren´t so tender
Let the train blow the whistle when I go

On my old guitar sell tickets
So someone can finally pick it
And tell the girls down at the Ritz
I said hello
Tell the gossipers and liars
I will see them in the fire
Let the train blow the whistle when I go

Let her blow, let her blow
Long and loud and hard and happy
Let her blow
No regrets, all my debts
will be paid When I get laid
Let her blow, let her blow, let her blow

Youll be left without excuses
For the evils and abuses
Down to today from years and years ago
And have yourself another toke
From my basket full of smoke
And let the train blow the whistle when I go

Let her blow, let her blow
Long and loud and hard and happy
Let her blow
No regrets, all my debts
will be paid When I get laid
Let her blow, let her blow, let her blow



Let the train blow the whistle  -  Johnny Cash

.Diese Worte in Gottes Ohren.